Dangerous Games (Leah Nash Mysteries Book 11) by Susan Hunter

Author:Susan Hunter [Hunter, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn River Publishing
Published: 2024-06-18T00:00:00+00:00

Marcus was right. He hadn’t been much help, except to eliminate the only idea I’d had to explain how Luke got the original $5,000 he needed. Follow the money might have worked for Woodward and Bernstein, but it wasn’t doing a thing for me.

My phone pinged with a text from Charlotte. Nora Fielding’s contact information.

I’m not great at asking people for favors, especially people I don’t know. But getting Nora Fielding on the board of the Himmel Times would be amazing. I punched in her number before I talked myself into procrastinating the ask.

“Nora Fielding speaking.”

Her voice was lovely, deep, and rich. My own came out sounding like a breathless fangirl. Which I basically was.

“Hi, my name is Leah Nash. I love your books. Death Play was the very first mystery I read—grown-up mystery, I mean, once I’d gone all the way through Nancy Drew. I’ve read every one of your books since then. I’m a huge fan.”

“Thank you, Leah that’s very kind of you. I’m so glad you enjoy my work.”

“Oh, I do. My mother does too. In fact, I have a copy of your latest, Love Lies, to give her for Christmas.”

“That’s lovely to hear. But while it’s very pleasant for the first phone call of the day to be so flattering, I wonder if there’s another reason you’re calling?”

I was mortified.

“Oh, geez, yes, there is. I’m so sorry for babbling. I forgot to say that I’m co-owner of the Himmel Times newspaper. We’re in the process of moving to a nonprofit status. One of our board members, an acquaintance of yours, Marilyn Karr, suggested you might be interested in learning more about the project and perhaps joining our board. But I absolutely understand that you must be very busy, and you haven’t lived in the community for long, and you probably don’t have much time to give to⁠—”

She laughed and said, “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I have to put you out of your misery. I’m going to assume selling is not one of your core strengths. I’m familiar with the direction your paper is taking. I’m very interested in the idea.”

“You are? That’s wonderful. I’d love to buy you lunch and tell you more about it.”

“I’d like that. But can I suggest that we don’t go out for lunch? Could you come to my place on Kipp Lake? I think it will be easier to talk here. You can be the first guest in my just finished house.”

“Yes, absolutely. I would love to. When would you like to meet?” I was gushing like a broken water pipe, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself.

“I have a couple of speaking engagements this week and some book business to attend to. What about the week after . . . say, Wednesday? Would that work for you?”

“Yes, sure,” I said without looking at my calendar. Anything on it, I would happily rearrange. “What time?”

“Let’s say around one o’clock.”

“That’s fine.”

“A week from this coming Wednesday it is. I’ll text you my address.

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